Kaveri Sharma stared at her breasts in the bathroom mirror, having wiped away the late evening fog from her shower.

I started getting breasts when I was ten. They grew slowly, until they stopped back in 7th grade. From then to right after Diwali, nothing. Just barely a B-cup, not enough for cleavage, but looked really weird with any augmentation bras as my lame mother calls them. Falsies. And now?

Kaveri shook her head again, staring at the two imposing melons on her chest. They're huge. Me, who never sagged, who didn't need support... now I sag. Not much, but I do. My nipples, just button-sized at Diwali, are now bigger than a 5 rupee coin. When I rub myself, my nipples get nearly as big as my whole breast used to be.

And rubbing myself... I thought Diwali was cool, doing it in front of everyone, laughing at them, so lame and clueless. Then Cousin Priya had shown me a thing or two about rubbing breasts, particularly nipples and now when I rub these, the sensations are ten times what they were before. My nipples stay erect all day, just from my bra! I couldn't do my ghost costume again, because it would take everyone standing up screaming and shouting to drown out the noise I make.

Kaveri brought up both hands to knuckle her eyes, carefully avoiding her breasts. Rub them and Mom will be on my case again about too long in the bathroom. She yawned, slipped on her robe and went back to her bedroom, putting on her Priyanka Chopra CD to fall asleep to.

Wouldn't it be nice to be a rock star? she mused, picturing it in her head. People cheering and waving, bright lights and big cars; beautiful dresses, handsome people all around her, awaiting her beck and call. Anushka Rao would have nothing on Kaveri Sharma then!

She sneered, thinking about Anushka Rao.

Stupid lame college! Stupid lame teachers! Stupid lame class play! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

We need angels, Ms. Khanna said.

Who needs dumb, stupid ass angels?

Oh, let's let Anushka Rao and Kaveri be angels!

Kaveri tried to calm herself, but years of rat treatment by the rat bitch rose up and caused a raw feeling in the back of her throat.

Can't let her get the best of me! It's happened too many times!

Kaveri shook her head. Anushka Rao wins. Always. Just get it over with, that's all Kaveri wanted. Two rehearsals, two performances; I can do this... I can.

And what really pissed Kaveri off? After thinking about Anushka Rao she didn't feel like rubbing herself! Stupid! Stupid lame bitch! Ruins everything, she gets near!

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Kaveri came out of the dressing rooms, walked quietly to the rear of the stage area, stayed partly in shadow, watching quietly. Ms. Khanna, the drama teacher, was busy on the stage proper, talking to the kids who played Hermione and Harry. Kaveri giggled, remembering what Principal Bose had said to Ms. Khanna's idea to have a real donkey on stage.

Out of the corner of her eye, Kaveri saw Anushka Rao standing with fists on her hips, looking like she owned the place. Anushka Rao seemed to be watching the same thing Kaveri was, and was no more eager to move forward, either. What, Kaveri thought, don't tell me you miss Sumana and Alka? If Alka did any worse in college, it's not gonna be the Dean's list she'll be on... she'll be the list of those coming back again next year.

Kaveri saw Anushka Rao's eyes roam, then fix on Kaveri. Sure enough, Anushka Rao started marching right at Kaveri.

Kaveri contemplated a quick trip to the bathroom, then decided that it would be a big waste just to avoid the aggravation. Anushka Rao would still be right here when she got back. Better to just get it over with.

Anushka Rao stopped a foot away and gestured imperiously at Kaveri's angel wings. "Your wings sag."

For a moment Kaveri's world flashed red; you stupid bitch, I had to put this lame costume on by myself! You're supposed to have someone help with the wings, to get all that shit inside them straight! But no... you were too busy sucking up to Ms. Khanna! No, everyone else was too busy with just about anything else, instead of giving me a hand!

Kaveri's eyes blazed, and for the first time in Kaveri's life she saw something in Anushka Rao's face that wasn't smug, supercilious contempt. Kaveri wasn't sure what Anushka Rao was feeling, but it wasn't her usual rat bitch attitude.

Kaveri took a step closer to Anushka Rao, her eyes blazing. "Maybe if I'd had someone to help, they'd be ok." Kaveri's voice was low and brittle. She took another step closer to Anushka Rao, who took a quick step back, only to bump into the wall of the stage.

"Maybe if you were a human being instead of a turd," Kaveri was really going now! "You'd have come over here and said 'Hey, let me help you with those.'" Kaveri moved another bit closer, this time her breasts bumping Anushka Rao's.

"But no, not Anushka Rao ! No! That's not who Anushka Rao is!"

For a second the two of them stood eye-to-eye, toe-to-toe. Then it happened: Anushka Rao blinked.

And as stunning an upset as that was, it was almost as big a surprise when Anushka Rao's eyes flicked down and fixed on Kaveri's breasts.

For a moment, neither of them spoke; who knows what drives someone that last extra inch? Pushing to get that last little bit of satisfaction and victory? Kaveri pushed a little harder, breast-to-breast with Anushka Rao. Kaveri's mouth went dry, her nipples popped up, the familiar warmth came between Kaveri's legs.

Anushka Rao visibly swallowed, her eyes locked on Kaveri's chest. "You seem... bigger."

For the first time in her life facing Anushka Rao, Kaveri sneered at her arch nemesis. "I'm the same today as I was yesterday. As I've been for a while. You just never looked."

Kaveri felt Anushka Rao shift; for a second, Kaveri thought the other girl was going to turn tail and run. Instead, Anushka Rao pressed against Kaveri's breasts a little more firmly. Good grief! Anushka Rao had tittie hard ons too!

Kaveri moved her upper body just a bit, felt her nipples rub across Anushka Rao's. Kaveri had had a terrible time trying to get the damn costume on with her bra in the way. So she took it off. Bet Anushka Rao had trouble too!

A small smile quirked Kaveri's lips as she saw Anushka Rao was still staring with fascination at Kaveri's breasts. Yeah, it does feel pretty good, doesn't it? Anushka Rao moved more deliberately, increasing the nipple-to-nipple contact. You got just as hot an itch down there between your legs as I do, don't you? Kaveri thought.

Kaveri looked around; not only was no one close, everyone was up on stage, listening to the discussion of how to get Hermione to look like she was riding a burro. No one was paying Kaveri or Anushka Rao the least amount of attention, but Kaveri knew that could change in an instant. Did she want to be standing here rubbing titties with Anushka Rao when that happened? Did she want to be here, rubbing titties?

Nope. Rubbing titties though, that was a big Yessssss!

Kaveri reached out, put her hand on Anushka Rao's hip for a second, and pressed harder against Anushka Rao's erect tips. Anushka Rao now had a glazed look in her eyes that Kaveri could recognize. Kaveri's smile broadened. That's the look I have on my face when I'm standing in front of the mirror rubbing my clit as fast as I can, twisting my nipples as hard as I dare. That's the look Cousin Priya had on her face at Holi when I finger fucked her.

Kaveri pulled back, moving a safe inch or two away. "Your wings are a mess, Anushka Rao. Maybe we should go back in the dressing room and help each other?"

The feeling in Kaveri's stomach intensified, wondering what Anushka Rao was going to say now that she would have a moment to think with something more than hormones.

"We should do that, yes," Anushka Rao's voice was nearly a stammer, just above a whisper. All confidence and smugness gone, just raw horny lust left. That was okay with Kaveri... she had a lot of that right now, herself.

They walked back to the dressing room. Once inside, Kaveri lightly tugged on one of Anushka Rao's hands, and the two of them stepped behind one of the tall privacy screens. If Kaveri had been surprised about Anushka Rao on stage, here, she was just as amazed.

Anushka Rao kept hold of Kaveri's hand, leaned close and started kissing Kaveri really hard. She pulled Kaveri close; their hands were squished between them, right between their legs. And Anushka Rao's fingers cupped Kaveri's sex through the robe, even as Anushka Rao's tongue invaded Kaveri's mouth.

For a millisecond Kaveri smiled in wry amusement at Anushka Rao's sudden change of attitude, but that vanished into the welter of her own hormones as Anushka Rao's hand sought it's way through the folds of Kaveri's angel robe, until her fingers plunged under Kaveri's panties.

Kaveri sighed several seconds later as she climaxed. She opened her eyes and saw that Anushka Rao was looking at her. "You like that too, don't you?"

Kaveri nodded, not sure of her voice. Anushka Rao's finger wiggled inside of Kaveri. "I've never done anything like this," Anushka Rao murmured.

Kaveri raised an eyebrow. "Sumana? Alka?"

"They'd freak," Anushka Rao said, shaking her head and looking sad. "We've been friends forever, but something like this..."

From out in the room, Ms. Khanna's voice spoke. "Anushka Rao? Kaveri? We need you on stage."

Kaveri spoke up, "We'll be there as soon as we get our angel wings on."

They heard Ms. Khanna go out the door.

Kaveri moved her own hand through Anushka Rao's robe, and found another surprise. Not only was Anushka Rao not wearing a bra, she wasn't wearing panties either. Kaveri stroked her fingers through Anushka Rao's slit.

Anushka Rao smothered a giggle. "We're not angels."

Kaveri shook her head. "I don't guess we are."

Underneath angel robes, fingers flew in furious pursuit of release.

A few minutes later, wings high, smiling, they headed towards the stage.